Hello everyone. I think it's time to talk to you all, but first, I want to sincerely apologize.
Please forgive me for letting you down as an artist. For making you wait so long for my work.
For not telling you where I've disappeared to and what's going on. I'm the kind of person who's afraid to talk about my problems.
I'm afraid people will think I'm weak, and asking for help is even harder, and this fear almost killed me.

Next, what happened three years ago?

I moved to St. Petersburg from another city, and almost immediately, everything went wrong.
Someone close to me became terribly toxic, constantly humiliating me, and even threatening me.

It's disgusting when someone you love threatens you with physical harm.

It traumatized me so much that I fell into a very severe and prolonged depression that lasted for six months. At that moment, my debts from commissions began to pile up.
To top it all off, I took out a $4,000 loan to help the person who humiliated me.
(Simply because at that point, I still loved him).
Depression prevented me from working; I was ready to throw myself out of a window, and I really wanted to, because I saw no silver lining in that horror.

I've been through a lot, but I won't go into the details of what exactly befell me (losing my home, health problems, mental health issues).
The most important thing is that I'm still here. I remember you, and I'll definitely fulfill all your commissions, because I love drawing; it's my life's work.

Thank you to everyone who supported me, even a little, during those difficult times. Indeed, many people from here, even from this website, made a huge contribution to my recovery.
I am infinitely grateful to you all.
And now that I'm back on my feet, I'm ready to fight for survival. I want to live.
Thank you to everyone who read this.